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Vanir, Mercenary

Started by Draconian, June 16, 2016, 09:38:48 PM

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Name Vanir
Age Mid-thirties?
Gender Male
Species Human
Ethnicity Adelan
Height 6'2"
Occupation Merc
Residence Everywhere

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Physical Description Van is a tall man, broad shouldered with a trim waist. He's usually clothed from chin to ankle, wearing bits of metal armor where the leather has gotten thin. He's relatively plain looking. From the left at least.

His colouring, hair and eye, skin, all tell the tale that he's of Adelan descent -perhaps even one of the plains people -  but his right eye. Metal climbs from his eye socket, the iris grey - the actual eye is fine, but what looks like climbing tendrils of metal stain his face. 

His body is littered with harsh scars - even missing one of his nipples! ( which I'll probably forget about )

Personality Harsh. Made to battle, Vanir is no nonsense and if you can't pay him for his time he isn't going to bother. Luckily, he takes many types of currency.

Magic/Abilities  Vanir is lethal with is polearm. There's a mechanism on it that can switch it from a spear to a halberd. Though when it's a halberd it tends to feed.

Relationships  His polearm is an extension of himself. Or something. It feasts on his kills, consuming the bodies (literally) and he grows extremely anxious if he isn't touching it or within close reach. It's sort of like an extra body part. One he's very good at killing with.


History Vanir doesn't remember. Mostly he remembers waking up fully armed beside a smoldering dragon body, bloody with a killer headache, a warm hand and the unfamiliar weight of a strange black halberd in his hand.

He's turned to mercenary work since, making enough to live and spend on little luxuries. He doesn't really know where he's from or what he's doing but he does know that he's good at killing - so why not make a living doing that?

He daydreams about being a royal guard. Someone important to someone important to everyone else.

But mostly they're just daydreams.

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